A Matter of Spock

Today, i was surfing around being my usual voyeur self on facebook, when i came across this coolzzz picture! and i thought to myself, now surely that is a sign that i must blog today? and blog about the brain and the mind? and sound like i am totally in touch with all that brain/mindovermatter/etc etc etc debate that is going on? (i THINK there is some debate going on on this topic, there almost always is some clever observation to make about our brain, no? cos then it shows that the observer's brain is indeed smart and clever - a win-win!)

anyway, here is the picture!

it shows, as you can tell, a strong brain doing strength training!


what makes a strong brain? hmmm maybe i will leave that question to the neuropsychologists, and rephrase that to: "What makes a strong mind?"

i saw someone today whom i think was very strong. but yet, she was oh so weak. in the midst of her upbeat, unaware cheer in spite of her terrible life experiences, i sensed that this aura of cheer she exuded came from being, i am sorry to say, a little bit naive about life. she did not truly see the severity of the injustices that had been done to her, by her husband, by the law enforcers who wrongly accused her, by her scheming lawyers and by the govt authorities who failed to protect her. and there i was, crying silently for her in my heart all the time i was nodding and acknowledging her story.


Did i know too much? or did she know too little? is simple minded good or is ruminating a positive thing? is my writing starting to sound a tad like carrie bradshaw's clever lines? i think my point is this: there IS no point. no point in trying to 'get the better of'. or in thinking 'what if?' she, my client, in all her naivete, is no better or no worse. in other words, she couldn't ever be anything other than herself. which means, when applied to our own situation, whatever we do, whatever happens to us, whatEVER choice we make or dont make, it is ALWAYS meant to be, it is always 'right'. WE are the writers of our own life-books, and WE feature in them. we do not want to be featured in someone else's story, our roles and scripts cast by them.


a friend of mine told me recently that everything can eventually be traced back to patterns in nature. what i mentioned above is sort of like a young seedling, starting to sprout its leaves, stems, tendrils and roots. there are a kazillion million different ways these can sprout, but eventually the plant chooses only one. and whatever it chooses eventually, THAT makes the plant. that determines how much sunlight it gets, how able it is to reach water, and how vulnerable it is to grazing animals.

I will sign off now with a picture of Mr Spock from Star Trek. Simply because...
a) i just heard him mentioned on my faithful radio

b) and Mr Spock is a nice symbol of how when one is rigid and pre-emptive of things in life like him, and decides what IS right and what IS wrong, then eventually one's heart gets broken...


Pic of Mr Spock taking his chances in life...

"I am what I am, Leila, and if there are self-made purgatories, then we all have to live in them. Mine can be no worse than someone else's." ~Spock in 'This Side of Paradise'~




Ta to all!!!

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